Chapter 172 Anxious Yang Zhining(1/2)
A few days later, when Lin Fengrong was discharged from the hospital, Liu Xiuyun also embarked on a journey back to her hometown.
Outside the Mu family community.
"Zi Yan, you must come back to celebrate the New Year no matter what this year. I have something very important to tell you."
In the past few days, Liu Xiuyun called and discussed with Yang Zhining several times, and finally preferred to tell Yang Ziyan the matter.
After all, Yang Ziyan has the right to know these things.
However, we still need to carefully discuss how to tell him about this.
Listening to Liu Xiuyun's plea, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.
Since getting married, I have only gone back once during the Chinese New Year, and I will go back this year no matter what.
Besides, I will have a make-up wedding with Mu Yunqiu next year, so I should tell everyone about this.
"Yunqiu, if possible, please come with us. You haven't celebrated the New Year at our house yet."
Liu Xiuyun looked at Mu Yunqiu again.
"Mom, I'll try my best."
Mu Yunqiu nodded.
It's not that she doesn't want to go, but Lin Fengrong will definitely not let her go to Yang Ziyan's hometown to celebrate the New Year.
When Liu Xiuyun left, Yang Ziyan did not find anything wrong with her.
He didn't notice that a car followed Liu Xiuyun quietly.
After arranging things here, Yang Ziyan also embarked on the journey back to his hometown.
…
The cold wind is biting.
A commercial vehicle is driving on a rugged mountain road.
There were only two people in the car, Yang Ziyan and Yu Wei, and many gifts were pulled behind them.
It is the custom in my hometown to celebrate the New Year in order: last year at his house, this year at your house, next year at another house, and so on.
A few days ago, Yang Ziyan received a call from Liu Xiuyun, saying that his eldest aunt and some members of his second aunt's family had arrived, and asked him to go back and help with things.
As for Mu Yunqiu, due to Lin Fengrong's strong obstruction, he could only stay at the Mu family.
Although Yang Ziyan was very dissatisfied with Lin Fengrong, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, she was Mu Yunqiu's mother, and it was impossible to kill her with one knife.
With thoughts flying all the way, the business car unknowingly left the hustle and bustle and arrived among the green mountains and green waters.
"Well, that valley is my hometown."
Yang Ziyan pointed to the valley and spoke calmly.
Yu Wei raised his eyes and saw buildings scattered in different heights, old and new.
There is a small three-story building inside where Yang Ziyan's parents live.
After Yang Ziyan and Mu Yunqiu got married, Mu Yunqiu secretly helped build the house with money.
This is also the reason why Yang Ziyan has been able to tolerate Lin Fengrong's virtue in the Mu family for three years.
After passing through a slightly narrow street, we finally stopped at an intersection, and the car could not drive through.
"Get out of the car and get your things!"
Yang Ziyan greeted Yu Wei and opened the trunk.
"Yang Ziyan is back."
"Buying so many things, it looks like I'm getting rich this time."
"Oh, I finally didn't come back empty-handed this time."
"..."
The neighbors couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Yang Ziyan carrying large and small bags.
The fact that Yang Ziyan could not find a job in three years had already spread throughout the country, and he was known as a loser.
In this society where comparison is prevalent, Yang Ziyan is secretly used as a background for educating their children.
Yang Ziyan smiled and nodded, ignoring the strange glow of these people.
"Look at his arrogant look. He just bought a few packs of stuff and looked very arrogant. To put it bluntly, he is just a loser."
"Hey, I heard that this kid is being kept by someone outside."
"What? Real or fake?"
"Of course it's true, otherwise where would the money come from to buy things? You really think he can make money."
…
Close to the house.
A few minutes later, the two of them came to a yard carrying large and small bags with both hands.
The yard is filled with various flowers and plants, shaded by trees, and is kept very clean.
At this moment, Liu Xiuyun was wearing an apron and sitting at a table choosing dishes.
"Mom, I'm back."
Yang Ziyan shouted softly.
Liu Xiuyun suddenly looked up and couldn't help but be stunned.
One more person!
I was a little disappointed again, Mu Yunqiu still didn't come.
well……
"Hello, aunt, I am Yu Wei, Ziyan's friend."
"A little bit of my thoughts, I hope my aunt won't see anyone else."
Yu Wei greeted him warmly and put the things in his hands on the table.
"Mom, Dawei is celebrating the New Year at my house this year." Yang Ziyan said.
"Okay, it will be more lively if there is one more person."
"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly."
Liu Xiuyun quickly put down the vegetable basin in her hand and called to Yu Wei.
"Second aunt, where is third aunt?"
Yang Ziyan asked again.
"It's cold, let's rest upstairs."
"Is dad here?"
Yang Ziyan said, "I haven't seen Yang Zhining for a long time."
"I'm still selling fruit at the fruit stall. It's almost the Chinese New Year in the past two days, and the business is pretty good. I'll take advantage of the time to sell more to have a prosperous New Year."
Just as he was talking, a carefree voice sounded outside the door.
"Old lady, old lady..."
The voice was very familiar to Yang Ziyan, it belonged to his father Yang Zhining.
"Old lady, I've given you several thousand yuan, please take it out and give it to me."
The sound gradually got closer.
A fiery figure rushed in from the courtyard door.
He was limping, his back was stooped, his face was covered with wind and frost, and the traces of time were engraved on his face.
"dad."
Yang Ziyan screamed, feeling sad for no reason.
Yang Zhining, who was in a hurry, suddenly stopped and was stunned for a moment.
"You're back."
A plain sentence.
After speaking, Yang Zhining looked at Yu Wei next to him, a little confused.
"This is?"
"Hello, uncle, I'm Ziyan's friend!" Yu Wei introduced himself.
"Oh, welcome, you're welcome, sit down wherever you want."
"I still have something to do, please greet your friends."
To be continued...